3rd Person P.O.V
Late nights are the normal on a Friday or Saturday, especially in a dorm building full of teenagers who never get a break outside weekends, not even on summer break. But late nights shouldn't be spent on a roof, on say a Monday or Wednesday now should they. Red eyes scanned the city line, just a couple miles down the big hill and down a road and you'd be in the city. City lights, all students dream when you're stuck on campus, day passes off only, and breaks spent still locked up and training. So here he sat scanning the city lights for some sense of comfort. A hot summers night in the middle of July, yet our ash blonde boy sat in the heat with a long sleeve muscle t-shirt and sweat pants on. He'd been up there for hours now, sitting on the ledge, legs dangling off as he admired the sunset, watched the stars and moon come out to play, and now sat staring at the sparling lights of the city. He hadn't realized the past two weeks a matching set of red eyes had been watching him, hadn't noticed the hurried footsteps ahead of him on the stairs when he went back to his dorm around 1am, and hadn't seen just as he passed by the light under his red-haired neighbors door flick off.
Kirishima had been watching Katsuki for almost a month now, noticing him leave they're floor headed up one night around dinner time, and realized his blonde best friend still hadn't come back by curfew. When he'd gone up to figure out where Katsuki was, all that was up was the roof. At first Kirishima's heart broke, believing his crush and best friend had a partner they were seeing up on the roof every few nights. However, what he discovered broke his heart even more. Katsuki sat on the ledge talking to the stars....
Flashback.........
(One month earlier)
"Oh, I wish I could be normal like the rest of our class. Why must I be the one suffering, they haven't even noticed as the weathers gotten hotter my sleeves haven't become shorter, and my shorts I rarely wear don't even show my thighs. I'm scared if they saw, if he saw my scars, he'd not like me. They would all think I was weak; they'd all start to watch new ones open as they whispered about me in the halls. Just like the boys did in middle school after that stupid monster fucked me up and my mom made me wish I had died that day. Stupid Deku and his hero complex always having bandages on the days I needed them, showed me his fucking scars that I made him feel the need to do. I can't fucking take it anymore. These scars never stop growing, every time I think I'm better I freefall right back into the deep end, so why, why must I stay here. It would be so easy to just fall right now and no one would care...." Katsuki wiped tears from his face. "He would care, his smile wouldn't go to his fucking ears making his eyes close, he'd blame himself for not being able to save me, he'd miss my anger and my constant remarks about how shitty his hair is. I'd miss seeing him wear it down, helping him re-dye his roots, game nights late into the evening until I insist on going to bed at 8. I only he knew I wasn't going to bed, if only he knew what I was struggling with......" Katsuki sighed hugging his knees. "I'd break his heart If he knew, id ruin his perfect smile, our perfect hangouts and study sessions, but if only he knew I liked him, maybe life would just get better for once." Kirishima had heard it all from behind the doorway, he'd watch Katsuki look over the edge and wipe his tears before scooting back and laying down staring up still sobbing, body shaking. He'd left that night, but managed to be up there every other night Katsuki was sitting there. Every night on the ledge, most nights silently crying, some nights talking to the stars and the moon about his feelings. Every night Kirishima watched, his heart broke more and he soon managed up a plan to try and help his best friend.
(Back to our current time)
Kirishima took a deep breath and pushed open the door. Katsuki flinched hearing the door open and quickly pushed back off the edge turning around. Coming face to face with Kirishima, and quickly rolling his sleeves down. Kirishima was looking around before his eyes landed on Katsuki right where he was before he opened and shut the door loudly this time to make his presence known. "Oh, hey. I didn't realize anyone was up here." He said walking over to the blonde. Katsuki scoffed, turning around on the ledge and dangling his feet over the rooftop instead of over the edge. "Just needed to get away for a bit, same for you I'm guessing?" Kirishima nodded and leaned on the ledge next to him. "Game night is on; Mina keeps blowing up my phone and I needed a place to hide because she was sending Sero and Denki up to my dorm to retrieve me. Doubt they'll look for me up here I told Mina I was off campus but she didn't believe me. So, I needed to escape." he said, letting out a sigh.
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Scars hurt, but so do words...
FanfictionIn class 1A everything seems fine. No one has a therapist, no one has been injured lately, and class and lives go on like everyday students in the other courses. However, a couple hearts are left unamended. Long sleeves worn in the heat of summer...